why? oh why?
I trusted again?
Why on earth I wrote of love to him...
He is laughing at me - that man
he's smashed like a glass ball my destiny.
He is resting now,
relaxes his mind.
only my brain is asking for sleep.
no alcohol,no pills
will ever wash
my deep wound away.
I was silly, behaved like a fool.
He knew everything,
my every next step.
I'm blushing now
from what I did.
I'm tired.
will I forgive?....